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On the cusp of a new season amidst COVID, I look to fall with fresh perspective. Always my favorite season of the year, I revel in the changing leaves, football (Go Bears!) and the chance to bust out the crock pot from a summer slumber. Fortunately, these hallmarks of the season remain. But there’s space for something new this season and that’s a growing comfort with constant change and flexibility. How far we’ve come from March and the start of spring…

I remember riding around in the back seat of my Dad’s 1970 Ford Mustang. It would be a Friday or Saturday night, and often my brother Jeff and I would be involved in parental dates – sometimes my parents’ “dates” consisted of driving us around for hours, because they couldn’t afford a babysitter. That was the start of how I came to love the Beatles. We would listen to their albums on 8-track, driving around and all singing the whole…